There's nothing happier than being full after a war, at least that's what Arecio thought. He licked his lips, in a comfortable slightly drunk state, and he didn't protest when the neuropathy touched his head.
"Go after the nightmare?" The saint suggested to him, and Arecio shook his head without thinking.
No, he just wanted to be paralyzed when he was full.
"Or do you want to stay and clean up the mess?"
This time, Arecio opened his eyes completely, he looked around and saw the messy scene.
There is no need to hesitate now, this scene will be left to the military, and they will go after the nightmare!
The rift in the dreamland has not yet been closed, and they can easily catch up with their abilities. On the boundless wilderness, at the end of fire and dreams, nightmares are running in groups, the sky is the moon setting and the sunrise, and under their feet is the constantly weaving and extending dreamland.
"Arecio!" Brendan was very happy to find that they were catching up without incident. He shook his head and motioned for Arecio to land on his back.
"This is the dream we weave together! It can stretch so long!"
For the nightmare who first mastered the dream state, it was really amazing. Arecio sat on Brendan's back and praised it a few times. He turned his head to the side and could see the neurosis next to him. The other party's cloak fluttered in the fast running of the nightmare, and the golden thorns on it had been replaced by birds at some point, without any restraints, as if they were flying.
The saint noticed his gaze and turned his head, and Arecio's figure was reflected in his beautiful sky-colored eyes.
"Is it like a black tide?" He said softly, sharing his feelings with Arecio, only to find that the vampire was staring at him blankly.
"Alessi?"
Arecio abruptly withdrew his gaze, and the tip of his ear was a little red.
"… picture."
He seemed to be shy, and didn't want to admit it, so he wouldn't open his mouth no matter how crazy he was.
However, only he himself knew what he was holding in his fisted hand.
- A sprite of light.
Nightmares are protected by the military and will be shipped directly to their place of life tomorrow. Arecio returned to the southeastern branch with the neuropathy, and the place was completely silent. Arecio looked neurotic, waiting for him to explain.
"I should have dealt with everything." The saint just said.
"I myself? But the staff here are not..." Of course Arecio knew that almost all the staff here were from the East Branch. Originally, he planned to let me avoid this matter a little, but he did not expect to follow up on the breeding. At the time of the incident, I had already solved it all.
"His psychic domain is very suitable for dealing with these insects, and running out of any one will be a complete disaster."
It's true, but...
"Alessi." It was my voice, which seemed to be calmer than usual. Arecio looked up and saw the young man in brocade clothes and wide sleeves walking towards him, but the talisman paper on his forehead was gone.
I walked towards Arecio with a smile on my face, and just as I opened my arms, the saint held his head down.
"Do you have a radar on your head?" I smiled.
"What are you talking about, I don't understand." The saint was expressionless.
It's okay to play stupid, my smile is a little cracked, and he decides to take a little coercive action.
"Sisi! I want a hug..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt like he was being silenced.
I: "… "
Although he has great respect for the god Suigee who believes in his own family, at this moment he still wants to diss the other party, why he gave this guy such a distasteful domain.
Arecio only heard the first half, and his face was inexplicable.
"What do you want? Are you hungry?"
Zhen tried to open his mouth, but couldn't move, he took a deep breath, and backhanded the saint next to him with a retrograde qi and blood. It is a pity that the training of the temple is very strong, and the saint's face does not show any strangeness.
At this time, the right to speak is clearly in the hands of those who can speak.
"He's hungry." The saint said it with certainty, and Arecio really believed it, but the branch was completely empty, and they needed to go to the military's temporary station to eat. On the way to the meal, he saw the bodies of many staff members being carried onto the aircraft, and a special person was recording the relevant information, which was already a few months late for the death statistics.
Arecio looked at me, the other party was very quiet, not crying, but there was no other expression.
He didn't know what I was thinking, and even if he wanted to comfort him, he couldn't do it.
The madman went to make a meal. Before leaving, he gave me a deep look. He knew that the emperor had something to say to Alessi.
"I'm fine, Aresi, I know I'm doing the right thing." Zhen actually said proactively, he lowered his eyelashes, "From the moment they were completely devoured by the worm, they were actually dead, only their bodies were still alive. What's the point of being active?"
He raised his head gradually, a little sparkle in his eyes.
"Originally, I didn't even dare to liberate them, but I remembered the story of Arecio that I once heard."
"… my story?"
"Yes, your story," I affirmed, "it gave me courage when I wanted to shrink my head and hand it over to someone else."
"I am the emperor, in a sense, the leader of the tribe, not only to protect, but also to be able to terminate at some point."
"Like what Aresi used to do... Aresi?"
Arecio woke up from a dream, he shook his head and smiled as if nothing had happened.
"That's because you haven't heard the full story. I have also made many cowardly actions, which eventually led to the death of many innocent people. At most, before everything was irreversible, I finally made up my mind dully."
"This is already good!" My eyes brightened, "It's a good result, isn't it?"
Arecio was silent for a while, still surprised that the past in the dark clouds could be regarded as a source of courage by someone. Thinking like this, his consciousness seemed to return to the dark court, and the prime minister held his hand tightly, as if holding the last hope.
[Very good... there is one more... and one alive...]
[From today, I will teach you, I will assist you, and you will become the king of this country!]
- But he didn't want to be king at all.
But no one listened to him anymore, and no one cared about his once-dreams, they just ecstatically surrounded the only surviving heir to the throne, and then tilted the weight of the entire kingdom toward him.
What else can Arecio say? If he is not king, the country will fall into chaos, the people will live in turmoil, and those children who may have the same dream as him may lose their dreams. How to do it, the prime minister who found him hard from the people has provided the only way.
So he asked the prime minister only one question.
—What about the first sixty-three heirs
* * *
After dinner, the branch is cleaned up, and they can still live in the original room of the branch tonight. Arecio refused to continue to be bound to the neuropathy, so he got an extra room, closed the door, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, the light brain automatically opened with him, and the image of Hitomi's avatar floated on it.
Arecio didn't speak to Hitomi for a while, and he released the light-like elf from his pocket. Suddenly being detained for so long, the elf was afraid that he had done something wrong.
[Areci?]
"Stop following me." Arecio didn't answer Hitomi's question, but just said to the elf. The small spot of light moved slowly, and pitifully stopped in place and shook his head.
[There will be more and more elves.]
"Will there be more and more?" Arecio had a headache, and he really couldn't avoid the active following of the elves, "Let them follow you first."
[No problem, but this is not a long-term solution after all, you have already remembered it, so fate begins to declare its love for you, and the elves will gather around you, just like before... ]
"… I remember?"
[Looking at the nightmare, you think of Styx, don't you?]
"… "
Arecio instinctively did not want to continue this topic, he simply let himself think of something else. The matter of the Southeast Branch has been dealt with, and public opinion is well controlled. If the original plan is followed, he should return to the headquarters and take this opportunity to let the dark creatures become independent. But now, perhaps because of his bad mood, he wasn't going to let Theo go just like that.
Every time you shrink back like a tortoise, do you really think that the shell will not be overturned
"Theo and the temple can't be given too much time." Arecio thought for a while, and finally said, "I'll transfer Lucy, and the nightmare will not be in a hurry to transfer... map."
Hitomi instantly unfolded the electronic map. This map was far more detailed than any in the Federation. Hitomi would always give Arecio special treatment in all aspects.
"This place in the River of Thorns is too obvious, it may be a pretense."
[Do you want to investigate again? I'm not flying high yet, and it will take some time to investigate.]
"No, not investigating."
Arecio closed the map, and in the dim room, only his dark rose-colored pupils faintly reflected some light.
"I choose to destroy directly."
* * *
When Arecio went to knock on the door of the neurotic's room, he was quite accustomed to grabbing a spot of light and stuffing it into the small bottle he was carrying. There were indeed some hazy images that began to flash back in his mind, it was a black tide, and there was nothing else, but Hitomi said that he "remembered", so this scene should be something he had seen before.
But Arecio couldn't recall, so he simply chose to stop recalling.
The neuropathy was not in the room, Arecio frowned slightly and sent a communication to the neuropathy.
[Alessio: Where are you?]
[Ruzius: Where you want me to be.]
[Alessio: ? ? ?]
[Ruzius: The Nightmare team has been completed, the Lich is about to arrive, and I will have the Werewolf arrive later... Is this your plan?]
[Alessio: ! ! !]
Has the neurosis been able to achieve this level of insight into his heart? !
[Ruzius: I also prepared a little supper.]
Arecio arrived quickly, and the military had to cooperate with this operation, so it still took some time to prepare. Arecio was biting into the soft sandwich, next to the yawning I who had to eat.
I gave him a look that was waiting to be fed, and Arecio looked at the other half of the sandwich and was about to hand it over—
The saint immediately stopped halfway.
"I specially ordered a big one, and I can't finish it."
I took a deep breath, why did he compare a dog to a dog
The rectification is complete, this time it will be led by Nightmare, and their unique ability to travel through dreams will be the key to this battle. This troop will travel through the dreamland and directly kill the stronghold that is suspected to be the temple. Even with advanced equipment, it will definitely not be able to monitor this kind of dreamland shuttle.
The nightmares ran, and the dream began to spread out.
The saint was watching this scene from a distance, but suddenly, his expression changed slightly.
The nightmares have all been unshackled, black flames ignited, and they galloped, like a mighty black tide, and like—
Styx.